Lyrics When A Jealous Man Finds A Gun

And we'll grip each other tight
In this desolate canteen
That sells life at a price
That I am not prepared to pay

Go ahead and shoot us
It'll only take one bullet

Get your needle out
And your black cotton
And stitch us back together again

But that stitch
It will only last one life

(deep breaths) oh shit

What about the others